Doom Witch
By Julie Danskin
Author's Note: Hiho. Hiho. It's off to work we goooo! I do like tacos. You know in Scotland there aren't any Taco Bell's or anything? We must make do with Old El Paso in the happy yellow boxes. They make funny noises! Anyway, thanks to the new person who is reading Doom Witch who read 12 chapters in 2 hours --- record time, but the craziest reviewer of them all is Emily Strange, who I fear may have a nervous breakdown if I don't update. It's the only reason I'm still carrying on with this, honestly! Well, that's not true I do like this one . . . let's get the reviews up to 100 okay people? The 100th one will get a character (of the name left on the review) input into the story. Well, there isn't a lot to go now. Another few chapters or so. I think the fortieth one is the last, or it's maybe a bit more than forty. I can't remember. Anyway! Here ya go. A much shorter chapter here, kind of a fill-in to the BIG BIG BIG BIG BIGGY one, which is next chapter!!!!! O.O So . . . read!
Chapter 31: Encounter At The Beach
Zim tried very hard to speak to Jed in Hi-Skool, but she wouldn't listen to him. She would only turn round and snapped at him nastily, hissing only one word, "Traitor", which would pivot his attitude into silence for a while.
"Tak's made it sound much worse than it really is," Zim tried to explain as the clock edged towards 3.30. Dib was snoozing on the desk; he had lost interest in the argument a long time ago, "I was angry with you when I kissed Gaz . . . I was confused! CONFUUUUSED LIKE A GOOSE!"
Dib stirred, cracking open one eye to scowl at Zim before dropping off to sleep. Tak, who was at the front of the class, looked round to stab Zim in the eye with her stare. He glared at her with utter loathing at which made her smirk at him extremely nastily. So nastily, perhaps, that it may make a nasty person feel like an angel. Which nasty people aren't. Anyway, veering off the very interesting yet upsetting topic of nasty people, we shall return to the story in 3 . . . 2. . . 3 . . . . 2. . . . 3. . . . 6. . . . 1 . . . 0! Jed finally had something to say to her lover: "You even admitted that you still have feelings for that human. You said it yourself, Zim! Or are you going to tell me that the Almighty Tallest told you to say that?"
"Firstly, I DEMAND to know why the Tallest would meddle in my affairs when I have all their sympathy, and SECONDLY AND FOREMOSTLY, just because I say I still have feelings for Gaz doesn't mean I don't care . . . "
"You may care, Zim," she cut him off with a sharp tongue that made his spine shiver, "but that doesn't mean that you love me. I think you underestimate your feelings for the human more than you know yourself."
"NONSENSE!" Zim tried to cry, but his voice cracked halfway through the word. He couldn't lose Jed now . . . not now . . . when he needed her by his side, "I have perfect control over my 'feelings'."
Jed didn't reply, but the bell rang. She stood up quickly, slung her bag over her shoulder and hurried out of the room not even waiting for Tak, who had dropped something under the table and was bending down to pick it up. Half the class was empty now, and Ms Bitters blew a foghorn to wake Dib up. It worked, and the young human flung himself back in his chair crying out in horror.
"AARGH! Oh . . . right. Home!" he saw Zim staring at him, "Is your friend not wanting to talk to you anymore, Zim? Well, you know what they say, "Who goes around comes around."" Dib walked off down the aisle leaving Zim very confused indeed.
"I don't know! I don't know who comes or goes around! And who is this "they" you speak of? DIIIIB? Who is the "they"?!" Zim made as if to follow Dib, but on his way he passed Tak, and decided to pester her instead. He backed her into a corner of the room and snarled at her. Ms Bitters sat at her desk, not caring.
"TAK!" Zim bellowed, "I demand that you turn Jed back! Turn her back! NOW! Or I'll . . . I'll . . . "
"I didn't "turn" her to do anything, Zim," Tak said coolly, "I simply gave her a little nudge."
She chuckled at Zim's expression. He growled at her, the stance he was in was as if he were going to pounce at her. This only made her laugh harder. Ms Bitters didn't even flinch at the very nasty laughter.
"All the anger my Gemini has for you, 'Invader'," Tak slurred, emphasising the "Invader", because of course she knew that Zim was in fact a false Invader. Zim looked at her funnily, but didn't question this strange expression, "is your fault. It's because of YOU that she hates you, and if you can't see that then you're stupider than I ever imagined. And I imagined you were pretty damn stupid before."
Zim scowled, nastily.
"I suggest you get away now, Zim," Tak suggested quietly, "because although she isn't most impressed with you just now, she'll be reluctant to kill you all the same. But she will. Given time she'll sense and she WILL kill you, Zim. She may even feel pleasure in it. But I'm giving you a chance not to hurt her, because killing you will hurt her. If you really care about her, you'll not hurt her, and you'll run. And run quickly, because I'll have no remorse in chasing you. But Jed will, god dammit."
Zim didn't say anything. Neither did Ms Bitters. There was nothing to say. Tak had made herself clear. Zim stepped back and watched her leave. He looked at Ms Bitters briefly before sighing deeply and walking out of the door.
"Close the door, Zim," hissed Ms Bitters after Zim. He ignored her. Ms Bitters chose not to punish him. Her wrath would be upon him on Monday.
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A figure followed Zim after Skool, stalking his every movements. He went to a place the character had never known him to go before. It was the beach, quite a way out of town, but he walked the whole way, and the shadowed, unnoticed figure followed him whichever direction he took.
Whether Zim meant to end up on the beach or not, Gaz didn't know, but she just wanted to be alone with him, even if she didn't know she was there. They hadn't spoken in a while, and she missed him. It wasn't surprising; Gaz felt for Zim something she had never felt for her brother, father, or even her mother.
She followed Zim until he stopped at the shore. The water lapped at his feet, burning the skin underneath his boots, but he didn't care. Zim was too deep in thought, unusually deep in thought. This time he wasn't pondering on his latest magnificent plan to destroy Earth and all its miserable inhabitants. He was pondering on whether he should take Tak's advice, or whether he should stay and take his chances.
"Zim," he turned to the voice behind him, which he had already recognised as Gaz's. They stood and looked at each other. Not saying anything, just looking with no expression on their faces.
"What are you doing here?" he asked her. Gaz shrugged.
"I followed you," she answered honestly, "what are you doing here?"
"I don't know."
"I've never understood you, Zim . . ." Gaz trailed off as Zim's eyes bore into her, "and I don't think I ever will."
He took a confident step towards her. He was taller than her, and his figure shadowed her face. She looked up at him; her eyes open, observing him.
"No, you won't." Zim told her, "But understand this, Gaz. I still have feelings for you, no matter how much I despise you in my delicious guts. Deep down in my squeedly-spooch, I know there is something else."
Gaz nodded. Zim lowered his mouth to hers and their lips touched. It wasn't the kiss Zim had once known to be Gaz's. Her taste was better, more fixated on him. It wasn't the same lust that they had once had to one another; this was something much purer. They dissolved into each other, their arms intertwined in such a way that neither could bear to let go.
It was such a kiss that Zim simply couldn't stay in, though. Not with so much going on at the moment, everything would be different if they gave into what they felt for each other just now. Everything had to be clarified. He stepped away.
He didn't say anything to her, he just looked at her, and vice versa. Without another word Zim walked past her, before turning back and asking her which way was home.
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Back at Zim's base, he found GIR and Fia sitting in the main room of the house. It wasn't just them, though. There were two other Irkens sitting with them. It wasn't the Almighty Tallest, it wasn't even Tak and Jed, it was in fact Shoe (GIR's taco friend) and Zenin, back from Moriara.
"Oh," Zim said expressionlessly, bowing unenthusiastically to Zenin, "Your Majesty," He looked a bit confused for a while, fazed both by the kiss and why such important visitors were in his beautiful - yet in the long run insignificant - base. "Um," he tried, "with all respect, what are you two doing here?"
Fia smiled kindly, "They're here to help with the fight."
"What fight?" Zim demanded, getting a bit annoyed now.
"Against Jed and Tak," she said, almost sadly.
"And MAX," GIR squeaked.
"You think I should fight Jed?" Zim asked, "You think I should kill her?"
There was silence in the house, because everyone knew what the answer was.
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A/N: OOOOOO cliffhanger of DOOOOOOOM! Next chapter is the big face off!
Now, I know that Dib hasn't been in the story much for a while but it's okay, it's just been kinda Gaz-Zim-Jed-Tak centred, but we'll get some more Dibby in for ya soon ----especially you, Bonez! Loving the storee!
Now, I must depart with lots of doomy stress! See ya latter peeps! Why don't you read some of my other stuff? Or some of my things on Fictionpress.com? My username is Exegesis. WOO!
"I know I will be leaving here . . . with you" - Take Me Out, Franz Ferdinand.
By Julie Danskin
Author's Note: Hiho. Hiho. It's off to work we goooo! I do like tacos. You know in Scotland there aren't any Taco Bell's or anything? We must make do with Old El Paso in the happy yellow boxes. They make funny noises! Anyway, thanks to the new person who is reading Doom Witch who read 12 chapters in 2 hours --- record time, but the craziest reviewer of them all is Emily Strange, who I fear may have a nervous breakdown if I don't update. It's the only reason I'm still carrying on with this, honestly! Well, that's not true I do like this one . . . let's get the reviews up to 100 okay people? The 100th one will get a character (of the name left on the review) input into the story. Well, there isn't a lot to go now. Another few chapters or so. I think the fortieth one is the last, or it's maybe a bit more than forty. I can't remember. Anyway! Here ya go. A much shorter chapter here, kind of a fill-in to the BIG BIG BIG BIG BIGGY one, which is next chapter!!!!! O.O So . . . read!
Chapter 31: Encounter At The Beach
Zim tried very hard to speak to Jed in Hi-Skool, but she wouldn't listen to him. She would only turn round and snapped at him nastily, hissing only one word, "Traitor", which would pivot his attitude into silence for a while.
"Tak's made it sound much worse than it really is," Zim tried to explain as the clock edged towards 3.30. Dib was snoozing on the desk; he had lost interest in the argument a long time ago, "I was angry with you when I kissed Gaz . . . I was confused! CONFUUUUSED LIKE A GOOSE!"
Dib stirred, cracking open one eye to scowl at Zim before dropping off to sleep. Tak, who was at the front of the class, looked round to stab Zim in the eye with her stare. He glared at her with utter loathing at which made her smirk at him extremely nastily. So nastily, perhaps, that it may make a nasty person feel like an angel. Which nasty people aren't. Anyway, veering off the very interesting yet upsetting topic of nasty people, we shall return to the story in 3 . . . 2. . . 3 . . . . 2. . . . 3. . . . 6. . . . 1 . . . 0! Jed finally had something to say to her lover: "You even admitted that you still have feelings for that human. You said it yourself, Zim! Or are you going to tell me that the Almighty Tallest told you to say that?"
"Firstly, I DEMAND to know why the Tallest would meddle in my affairs when I have all their sympathy, and SECONDLY AND FOREMOSTLY, just because I say I still have feelings for Gaz doesn't mean I don't care . . . "
"You may care, Zim," she cut him off with a sharp tongue that made his spine shiver, "but that doesn't mean that you love me. I think you underestimate your feelings for the human more than you know yourself."
"NONSENSE!" Zim tried to cry, but his voice cracked halfway through the word. He couldn't lose Jed now . . . not now . . . when he needed her by his side, "I have perfect control over my 'feelings'."
Jed didn't reply, but the bell rang. She stood up quickly, slung her bag over her shoulder and hurried out of the room not even waiting for Tak, who had dropped something under the table and was bending down to pick it up. Half the class was empty now, and Ms Bitters blew a foghorn to wake Dib up. It worked, and the young human flung himself back in his chair crying out in horror.
"AARGH! Oh . . . right. Home!" he saw Zim staring at him, "Is your friend not wanting to talk to you anymore, Zim? Well, you know what they say, "Who goes around comes around."" Dib walked off down the aisle leaving Zim very confused indeed.
"I don't know! I don't know who comes or goes around! And who is this "they" you speak of? DIIIIB? Who is the "they"?!" Zim made as if to follow Dib, but on his way he passed Tak, and decided to pester her instead. He backed her into a corner of the room and snarled at her. Ms Bitters sat at her desk, not caring.
"TAK!" Zim bellowed, "I demand that you turn Jed back! Turn her back! NOW! Or I'll . . . I'll . . . "
"I didn't "turn" her to do anything, Zim," Tak said coolly, "I simply gave her a little nudge."
She chuckled at Zim's expression. He growled at her, the stance he was in was as if he were going to pounce at her. This only made her laugh harder. Ms Bitters didn't even flinch at the very nasty laughter.
"All the anger my Gemini has for you, 'Invader'," Tak slurred, emphasising the "Invader", because of course she knew that Zim was in fact a false Invader. Zim looked at her funnily, but didn't question this strange expression, "is your fault. It's because of YOU that she hates you, and if you can't see that then you're stupider than I ever imagined. And I imagined you were pretty damn stupid before."
Zim scowled, nastily.
"I suggest you get away now, Zim," Tak suggested quietly, "because although she isn't most impressed with you just now, she'll be reluctant to kill you all the same. But she will. Given time she'll sense and she WILL kill you, Zim. She may even feel pleasure in it. But I'm giving you a chance not to hurt her, because killing you will hurt her. If you really care about her, you'll not hurt her, and you'll run. And run quickly, because I'll have no remorse in chasing you. But Jed will, god dammit."
Zim didn't say anything. Neither did Ms Bitters. There was nothing to say. Tak had made herself clear. Zim stepped back and watched her leave. He looked at Ms Bitters briefly before sighing deeply and walking out of the door.
"Close the door, Zim," hissed Ms Bitters after Zim. He ignored her. Ms Bitters chose not to punish him. Her wrath would be upon him on Monday.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
A figure followed Zim after Skool, stalking his every movements. He went to a place the character had never known him to go before. It was the beach, quite a way out of town, but he walked the whole way, and the shadowed, unnoticed figure followed him whichever direction he took.
Whether Zim meant to end up on the beach or not, Gaz didn't know, but she just wanted to be alone with him, even if she didn't know she was there. They hadn't spoken in a while, and she missed him. It wasn't surprising; Gaz felt for Zim something she had never felt for her brother, father, or even her mother.
She followed Zim until he stopped at the shore. The water lapped at his feet, burning the skin underneath his boots, but he didn't care. Zim was too deep in thought, unusually deep in thought. This time he wasn't pondering on his latest magnificent plan to destroy Earth and all its miserable inhabitants. He was pondering on whether he should take Tak's advice, or whether he should stay and take his chances.
"Zim," he turned to the voice behind him, which he had already recognised as Gaz's. They stood and looked at each other. Not saying anything, just looking with no expression on their faces.
"What are you doing here?" he asked her. Gaz shrugged.
"I followed you," she answered honestly, "what are you doing here?"
"I don't know."
"I've never understood you, Zim . . ." Gaz trailed off as Zim's eyes bore into her, "and I don't think I ever will."
He took a confident step towards her. He was taller than her, and his figure shadowed her face. She looked up at him; her eyes open, observing him.
"No, you won't." Zim told her, "But understand this, Gaz. I still have feelings for you, no matter how much I despise you in my delicious guts. Deep down in my squeedly-spooch, I know there is something else."
Gaz nodded. Zim lowered his mouth to hers and their lips touched. It wasn't the kiss Zim had once known to be Gaz's. Her taste was better, more fixated on him. It wasn't the same lust that they had once had to one another; this was something much purer. They dissolved into each other, their arms intertwined in such a way that neither could bear to let go.
It was such a kiss that Zim simply couldn't stay in, though. Not with so much going on at the moment, everything would be different if they gave into what they felt for each other just now. Everything had to be clarified. He stepped away.
He didn't say anything to her, he just looked at her, and vice versa. Without another word Zim walked past her, before turning back and asking her which way was home.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Back at Zim's base, he found GIR and Fia sitting in the main room of the house. It wasn't just them, though. There were two other Irkens sitting with them. It wasn't the Almighty Tallest, it wasn't even Tak and Jed, it was in fact Shoe (GIR's taco friend) and Zenin, back from Moriara.
"Oh," Zim said expressionlessly, bowing unenthusiastically to Zenin, "Your Majesty," He looked a bit confused for a while, fazed both by the kiss and why such important visitors were in his beautiful - yet in the long run insignificant - base. "Um," he tried, "with all respect, what are you two doing here?"
Fia smiled kindly, "They're here to help with the fight."
"What fight?" Zim demanded, getting a bit annoyed now.
"Against Jed and Tak," she said, almost sadly.
"And MAX," GIR squeaked.
"You think I should fight Jed?" Zim asked, "You think I should kill her?"
There was silence in the house, because everyone knew what the answer was.
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A/N: OOOOOO cliffhanger of DOOOOOOOM! Next chapter is the big face off!
Now, I know that Dib hasn't been in the story much for a while but it's okay, it's just been kinda Gaz-Zim-Jed-Tak centred, but we'll get some more Dibby in for ya soon ----especially you, Bonez! Loving the storee!
Now, I must depart with lots of doomy stress! See ya latter peeps! Why don't you read some of my other stuff? Or some of my things on Fictionpress.com? My username is Exegesis. WOO!
"I know I will be leaving here . . . with you" - Take Me Out, Franz Ferdinand.
